creaking heart

Yewfrost's mind was very much someplace else as he traipsed through the wide, bare branches of the many oaks in this part of ThunderClan territory. This wasn't good weather for hunting as the forest floor was thick with chilly mist that seeped into his very core, but the tuxedo tom needed to do something to work through the dread gripping his heart. Those tall, gangly, snake-hearted creatures called Twolegs were doing who knows what to Moonlily right at this moment and he couldn't do anything to bring her back. The first cats to be taken, most had come back somewhat alright, if not smelling strange, but some had yet to come back. Had some chosen to stay? Or... had they been killed?

He shook his head roughly at that thought. He wasn't going to think like that.

A lilting song drifted to his ears from further into the fog. Focusing his mind on his physical surroundings, he followed it with careful steps. Eventually he found a starling cheering a few branches above, its calls echoed after a few heartbeats by several others in the area. His dull green gaze fixed on the bird's dark feathers. Right as the bird began its song anew he sprang upwards, nabbing it between his front paws as it let out a surprised squawk.

Yewfrost successfully caught a bird, -5SP. However, his invasion has been discovered.

Yewfrost
HP: 40/40
SP: 95/100

The member 'Holy Knight' has done the following action : Dice roll

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#1 'Invasion Dice' :


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#2 'Effect Dice' : 4

Having been patrolling the area as him and his clanmates usually did around this time of day, Curlypaw trotted along the beaten path, his fluffy paws brushing over the light laying of snow that had fallen the night before. The apprentice didn't have his mind on anything in particular in the moment, though after a few moments of aimlessly walking he realized there were lots of things he could've been thinking of. Comfreyheart being injured and stuck at camp, his new friend Rosekit, and not to forget about all the other friends he was making whether they were ThunderClanners or from the other clans. Though things had been a bit disgruntled with the Twolegs having changed their lives, Curlypaw had only ever known this life and if he was honest, it wasn't half bad, though he knew his older clanmates would have his pelt if he ever dared say that out loud.

Continuing onwards, the curly coated tom lifted his maw in an effort of picking up any strange scents. In doing so, he looked up at the trees above him. 'I wonder if ThunderClanners ever try to climb trees,' he inquired silently with a shrug of his shoulders. He supposed only SkyClanners were really known for that, but they all had claws so could his clan do it too? Well, there must've been a reason they didn't do it, whatever that reason was.

Curlypaw was about to simply carry forward on his patrol, when a creaking sound from the branches above caught his attention, followed by the cry of a bird. Stopping in his tracks he shifted his gaze upwards, and low and behold; a black and white cat stood among the trees with a bird in his paws. He assumed in Greenleaf it would've been much harder to spot cats among the trees with the leaves for them to take cover in, but luckily the trees were fairly sparse with leaves which made it easier to spot cats. Was this cat a SkyClanner? He didn't know anyone in ThunderClan that was particular about hunting up in the trees and their scent wasn't one he was used to... well, whoever they were, the apprentice couldn't wait to meet them.

"Hello there!" Curlypaw called up to the stranger from the base of the tree with a wide smile across his maw. How could they keep their balance so well? Didn't the branches bend and break with that much more weight? "I'm Curlypaw. How... how did you get up there?" he asked with a tilt of his head. He wasn't initially going to get right into the details, but his excitement had taken hold of him and he couldn't help himself.

He'd mentally prepared himself for some indignant yowling, not... whatever this was.

Yewfrost stared down at a rather fluffy looking young cat, blinking at his very friendly tone and behavior. "...Hello..?" What exactly was ThunderClan teaching its apprentices these days? Even young kits in SkyClan had the sense to chase out an intruder when they saw one. Or was this some elaborate tactic to divert his attention so another cat could sneak up on him from another direction-!

His sudden, paranoid glances around found no one. Alright then. His eyes moved to once again focus on, eh, Curlypaw. "I climbed. The bark is strong enough to handle it." Was there any point in answering questions vaguely if the young cat's head was filled with cotton already?

For a moment he thought about skillfully making an escape before another more, dare say proactive ThunderClanner came upon them, but after taking only a few steps backwards one of his rear paws struck something... fleshy. Yewfrost turned around bewildered at the sensation, only to instinctively slap what it was he'd stepped on out of the tree hollow it'd been hiding in with some loud swearing. All the way down to where that mousebrained apprentice stood. "Foxdung- gah, watch yourself!" The tuxedo tom hurriedly leapt down the tree's trunk in case Curlypaw couldn't handle the snake on his own. He wasn't about to be responsible for one of ThunderClan's apprentices getting injured while he himself was trespassing.

Yewfrost used Front Paw Strike on Snake! It dealt 8 damage and used 7 stamina. As the snake was unconscious, its Serpentine Movement does not apply for this attack.

Snake
HP: 7/15
SP: 75/75

Yewfrost
HP: 40/40
SP: 88/100

Continuing to smile as he listened to the SkyClanner talk about climbing, Curlypaw opened his maw to replied when something plummeting towards him threw the curly-pelted apprentice off guard.

The weird creature landed squarely on his back before falling off, which sent him to jump in the air with a squeak. Hackles raised, he was able to get a closer look before the stranger jumped in. "A snake!" he gasped. He'd never seen one up close before, they were so long and funny looking!

Watching as the warrior wacked it with a paw, Curlypaw snapped back to the moment. He couldn't just let this tom battle the snake all by himself, what was he thinking! 'So insensitive, Curlypaw,' he thought silently to himself as he unsheathed his claws.

Quickly leaping forward, he grabbed the snake by its tail, chomping down hard. It seemed a bit more limp than before, but he wasn't going to take any chances. Using all his might, he swung his head around with the snake in tow, and smacked its head as hard as he could against a nearby tree. Letting go, it continued to stay motionless, and Curlypaw let out a huff before looking back at the SkyClan cat. "Well that was exciting!" he giggled, turning his light amber gaze back to the snake in hopes that it wouldn't wake up.


Curlypaw used Tail Yank; dealing -7 HP and costing -15 SP.

Curlypaw
HP: 20/20
SP: 45/60

Snake
K.O.’ed